Extraordinary Machine

The Groom’s Buttonhole Flower

Sitting in the uni library, piecing together information about inclusion in the early and middle years of schooling, I think I’m about to get some feedback on an assignment I completed, and it always just makes me anxious. Feeling that unsettled stomach, slightly quickened breathing, wanting to know and not wanting to know. Knowing that maybe that assignment wasn’t as good as it could have been, but then I’ll just have to blitz the final part.

I’m sitting on another credit and distinction of my two subjects again this semester. I was around that level in my undergrad, with my practical and orally assessed subjects pulling more towards passes, and my linguistics and electives (hell yeah, I did ‘Cyberculture’ as an elective towards my Speech Pathology degree) giving me Distinctions and the occasional High D.

I go through phases of intense motivation and then lulls. The lulls tend to coincide with illness, or busy work schedules. Unfortunately, there are ofter due dates then too! ;)

I can do this.

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